Second Time ‘Round

The home I grew up in was desolate and unpredictable. I spent much of my time wandering around my house, completely alone save for the episodes of The Simpsons that was on four or five times a day. To say I was raised by Marge and Homer is not that far from the truth. As I grew older I emulated the life styles of my attachment figures to belong, but I had strayed pretty far from who I am, and what I wanted. What I most desired was to have a home. A place that was safe, warm, and filled with kindness and caring. A sanctuary. But also a place that reflected my personality. So that’s what I’ve decided to do. Create that home I longed for in my youth.

What Boho/Hippy with a Green Twist Means

When I turned 14 hippy culture was making a comeback in pop culture. There was a head shop in my town, Thread Heads, that sold mostly hippy wears. Think brightly colored T-shirts, hacky-sacks, incense, beaded necklaces and the like. Mexicali Blues, a hippy shop in Maine, is pretty similar to what I remember the local head shop in my town looking like. This was also where I felt most comfortable and a sense of belonging.

It was mostly the saturated colors and positive messages that made me feel peace, at ease. I’m also a Grateful Dead fan (maybe the only one who doesn’t smoke pot : ), and the elements of their gypsy life style are in line with the comfort I feel being surrounded by it. They remind me of Rumi and the Sufi Mystics, who traveled in caravans throughout the Middle East and w

In the following pages I’ll be sharing my projects, goals, and the resources I find along the way while I turn my home into a boho/hippy haven : ) See you inside. Peace ( :